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Answer
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But
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soft,
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what
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light
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through
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yonder
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window
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breaks?
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It
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is
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the
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East
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and
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Juliet
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is
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the
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sun.
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Arise,
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fair
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sun,
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and
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kill
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the
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envious
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moon,
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Who
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Answer
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is
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already
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sick
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and
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pale
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with
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grief
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That
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thou
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her
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maid,
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art
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far
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more
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fair
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than
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|
she.
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Be
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not
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|
her
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maid
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since
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she
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is
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envious.
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Her
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Answer
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vestal
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livery
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|
is
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but
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sick
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and
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green,
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And
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none
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|
but
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|
fools
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do
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wear
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it.
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Cast
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it
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off.
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It
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is
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my
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lady.
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O,
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|
it
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|
is
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my
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love
|
|
|
Answer
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O,
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|
that
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|
she
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|
knew
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|
she
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|
were!
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|
She
|
|
speaks,
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|
yet
|
|
she
|
|
says
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|
nothing.
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What
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|
of
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|
that?
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|
Her
|
|
eye
|
|
discourses;
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|
I
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|
will
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|
answer
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|
it.
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I
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|
am
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|
too
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|
bold.
|
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|
Answer
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'Tis
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|
not
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|
to
|
|
me
|
|
she
|
|
speaks.
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Two
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|
of
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|
the
|
|
fairest
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|
stars
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in
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|
all
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|
the
|
|
heaven,
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|
Having
|
|
some
|
|
business,
|
|
do
|
|
entreat
|
|
her
|
|
eyes
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|
To
|
|
twinkle
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|
in
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Answer
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their
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|
spheres
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|
til
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|
they
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|
return.
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|
What
|
|
if
|
|
her
|
|
eyes
|
|
were
|
|
there,
|
|
they
|
|
in
|
|
her
|
|
head?
|
|
The
|
|
brightness
|
|
of
|
|
her
|
|
cheek
|
|
would
|
|
shame
|
|
those
|
|
stars
|
|
As
|
|
|
Answer
|
|
daylight
|
|
doth
|
|
a
|
|
lamp;
|
|
her
|
|
eye
|
|
in
|
|
heaven
|
|
Would
|
|
through
|
|
the
|
|
airy
|
|
region
|
|
stream
|
|
so
|
|
bright
|
|
That
|
|
birds
|
|
would
|
|
sing
|
|
and
|
|
think
|
|
it
|
|
were
|
|
not
|
|
|
Answer
|
|
night.
|
|
See
|
|
how
|
|
she
|
|
leans
|
|
her
|
|
cheek
|
|
upon
|
|
her
|
|
hand.
|
|
O,
|
|
that
|
|
I
|
|
were
|
|
a
|
|
glove
|
|
upon
|
|
that
|
|
hand,
|
|
That
|
|
I
|
|
might
|
|
touch
|
|
that
|
|
cheek!
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|